Never before had a rainbow seemed so threatening.
It was on the walk to school this morning. With the clouds rushing towards the low winter morning sun overhead, I looked West and saw a rainbow. Actually it was my daughters who spotted it first and they love a good rainbow. But where they saw pots of gold I saw trouble. It was then that I realised that in the rush to get out of the house with girls suitably attired (no need for waterproof trousers this sunny Monday) I had neglected to bring my own coat. At the same moment I realised that the beautiful bow in the sky was quite likely being produced by rain that would soon engulf us.
I was wrong actually… it was hail. Well, hail at first and sleety rain later.
So that’s why when I saw the rainbow I said, “Run!” And we did.